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[bertall]

Um... This is Bertolt, and if you're hearing this I'm probably busy. You can leave a message here or call back later if you want? ...Can I start over?

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[bertall]

If he turned up in New Bark Town, I'd have left everyone sooner than I did.

But, uh... He's probably around your height - I didn't think you'd be almost as tall as me, honestly - and he has blond hair. The last time I saw him back home he almost looked a little bit like a Machoke or Bruno, but when I saw him here he was... different. He was really tired and he lost some weight, and I think it's because of what happened back home for us. He was around four years older too, which put him at... twenty-one? Maybe? But after Marcel died, he... tried to take his role and act like a big brother to everyone. Everyone looked up to him.

_{[HIS BI-ANNUAL BOYFRIEND IS VERY SAD, FORD.]}

[meteorman]

[Ah. So Bert's also into bears. Or at the very least, he's into masculine men. This isn't a piece of information that will ever matter to Ford at all in any practical way but it adds some extra tassels to the rich tapestry that is Bertolt Hoover.]

Ah. So the reliable leader type. I can see the attraction.

[bertall]

<sub>[There is definitely A Thing there in regards to people who could knock him flat without breaking a sweat, but it's not as if he knows anything about that sort of thing.

Nobody tell him.]</sub>

He wasn't always like that. When we were kids our roles were sort of reversed and Marcel's brother used to pick on him a lot. Out of all of us in the 104th, Annie and I were the only ones who knew what he was really like.